Chapter the eleventh

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It was two months later. Bulma and Vegeta were at a park with a duck pond watching the ducks chase the children around. Bulma's stomach pains had worsened somewhat to where she was constantly miserable, so Vegeta was trying to take her mind off of it. "Haha." Vegeta said as a kid got bitten by a goose. Bulma chuckled a little bit too and leaned her head on his shoulder. Vegeta kind of scooted away. Bulma was wondering what was the matter with her boyfriend lately affection wise.
"Wanna feed the ducks, Bulma?" Vegeta asked. He brandished the package of bread in front of her pretty face. "Sure I do." Bulma answered. She grabbed the bag of bread from Vegeta and started to walk around throwing bread to the duckies and laughing as they ate it. "Watch out. They might bite you like they bit that kid." Vegeta said. Bulma went over to the swimming ducks in the pond and started to throw bread in there. Vegeta was wondering around the green duck crap when he found a feather, a really big one at that. He carried it over to Bulma. "Hey Bulma, look at this feather! It's huge!!" He stated. Bulma wrapped her arms around Vegeta and started kissing his chest. Then she finally said, "I know. It's a duck's feather." Vegeta backed away from his girlfriend and started to play with the feather. Bulma rolled her eyes and continued feeding the ducks.
As she was bent over doing this, the sharp, aching pain in her mid- section flared up suddenly. She almost fell head over hills into the pond, but luckily Vegeta caught her. "Wowza. What happened?" He asked. The throb of pain was gone as soon as it had came. "I don't know. The pain in my stomach flared, but then it went back to normal." She said. "It just startled me is all." Vegeta creeped his arm over her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek. Then he threw the feather he had been playing with and it floated to the ground. "Vegeta, are you sure he's not dead or diying?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded. "Yes. I'm sure." He said. "Now let's go home before it happens again."

At C.C, Vegeta was laying on the bed in nothing but his underwear while Bulma stripped down to nothing but her bra and underwear. They were planning on fooling around a bit; not having sex or anything. Vegeta was noticing now that in the past 2 months her stomach had gotten much much bigger; It now pooched out several more inches than it had when she wasen't pregnant and had a rounder shape to it. But you coulden't say she really looked terribly fat. Vegeta smirked at his girlfriend who was standing at the head of the bed. "Come here, Bulma." he moaned, beckoning her. Bulma smiled at his tone. She got up and crawled onto the bed and layed next to him, turning on her side so she could look into his face. She saw Vegeta's eyes go immedeantly down to her now bulging stomach. "It looks like you need to lay off the sweets, dear." He said, caressing a hand over her belly. Bulma frowned playfully. "Now you know the only reason I look like this is because of your inability to keep your snake out of my grass." She said. Vegeta chuckled and layed his head back down on the pillow. Stupid baby...He thought. They haden't even thought of a name for the 'stupid baby' yet. Bulma ran a hand through his hair and kissed his lips affectionatly. Vegeta kissed her back and then pushed her head back, where it rested on his chest. Her wonderful smell of her blue affro was now invading Vegeta's mind and body. He turned his head away so that woulden't be happening anymore. He was snapped back into reality when he felt Bulma stroke the back of a slender finger on his belly up and down; up and down. Vegeta watched her do this with a spreading smile on his face.
"You know..I've been thinking about something.." Bulma said, continuing her exiteful strokes. Vegeta was paying attention to her wonderful touch instead of what she was saying so he didn't answer. "Maybe we should take our relationship further once the baby is born." Bulma said. Once again Vegeta was not paying attention to what she was saying and did not realize it meant she was implying they go steady, or move in their own place like she had that one night. Had he realized what she was saying he probably would have broken up with her right then and there. Bulma realized he wasen't listening and accelerated her strokes to get his attention. "Punkin...are you ignoring me?" She asked him. Vegeta's eyes darted up from watching her activity and looked into her eyes. "Uh-Oh, No, I'm not." He giggled. He jumped a little as her accelerating strokes caused a pleasurable sensation to ring throughout his body and make his rod go erect. Bulma felt his erection, and her eyes widened a bit. "Somebody's horny..." She crooned to him. Vegeta snickered a bit. "Of course." He said. When she was laying on top of him he remembered that stupid child plauging his girl like some sort of parasite. How much he hated the lousy thing!
Bulma and Vegeta were laying in this position when Vegeta remembered. In the last two months Bulma and he had been really close; and he had been wanting to spend time with her. So he haden't gotten near as much training in as he would like to have. "Bulma...I gotta go and train. Sorry." He said. He tried to get up but Bulma pushed him back down. "No, Vegeta! Please don't go and train! I thought that you were over that power-hungrey state? I thought you were growing out of it!" She pleaded. Then she gave him a convincing kiss on the lips. "Please don't." She murmered.
Now, this was making Vegeta outraged. Who was she to think she could control him? Without once thinking Vegeta grabbed her violently by the shoulders and jerked her off of him, then slammed her down on the cushy mattress. The whole bed bounced. "O.K, now, woman, I don't see where you thought you could just come in and interfere with things, and especially my training! Now I knew I woulden't want to train AS much with a woman but I need to train some! My power is my life, my power is the most important thing in the world to me. Not you. Yes, I care about you a lot. But you won't ever help me beat Kakarott." He growled. With that he walked out, jerking his hand away from Bulma who had been holding it hoping he'd come to his senses. He left her in the bedroom crying.

As he was training he got back to thinking about Bulma. He had heard her crying when he left the room. Was I just a little bit too rough? Did I hurt her? He thought. He realized he could have easily broken Bulma's arm and a tear sprung to his black eye. He quickly wiped it off and decided that after he trained he'd go and find Bulma so that they could make things up.
But after he was done training Bulma wasen't ready to make things up yet. Vegeta came in from the G.R and walked up to her, wrapping an arm around her body. "Hey, girl! How are you?" He asked. But she just turned her head and jerked away from him. "Leave me alone, Vegeta." She said. "I need some time by myself for now." She then walked onto the balcolny. Vegeta followed her. "Come on Bulma don't be such a grouch. I'm done training so now we can have fun!" He said. Bulma whirled around and faced him with the most evil look in her eyes she could manage. "You're such a jerk. Do you not recall all you just said to me there inside that room? Basically told me that I wasen't important? Like I'm some sex toy you can just throw away when you're done playing your sick little games?" She griped. Vegeta cringed back. "Whoa, Whoa, harsh words.."

"AND you act like you don't give a d@mn about our baby!!"

Vegeta was now back against the wall while she yelled into his face. Vegeta was just puzzled. Was what he had said really all that much of a big deal? Then he remembered all of what he had said again. "Bulma but didn't I say I cared about you a lot?" He asked. Bulma was now tearing up and trying to cry. She had her hands rested on the spot where the baby rested inside of her stomach. "Yes...you did. But you said that more important than me was how strong you are. That shows arrogance." She told him. Her voice wasen't so feirce now. It was casual.
"Now, Bulma, uh...do you think I meant what I said? I happen to think that I was just a little...impatient with you when you tried to hold me back. And I know you tried because you love me, and you want me to spend time with you and our son when he's born." He explained. Bulma just looked at his face, then inched up and kissed him. "I really wasen't mad anyhow." She said. "Just a little bit upset. And you're right; I love you SOOOO much. Do you love me?" Vegeta's eyes widened for a minute. What was he to say? He didn't want to hurt her feelings or anything but sheesh...DID HE LOVE HER? And even if he did was he willing to say it? Saiyan pride clouded his mind again. "I'm very...VERY fond of you, Bulma." He said. He then winked at her. Bulma was a little upset that he didn't say it but she was happy anyways. She grabbed Vegeta's hand and they walked inside together.

As they walked inside like that Bulma's mom came up to Vegeta and Bulma. She looked down at their locked hands and smiled a little. "Aw...how sweet young love is." She said. Bulma tightened her grip on Vegeta's hand as he tried to yank it away. Mrs.Breifs smiled at Vegeta. "It's alright. I won't tell anyone you were holding hands with a girl." She said. Then she gave them both one of her cupcakes and walked back tworeds the laundry room to do laundry.Bulma kissed Vegeta's cheek and pulled her hand away. "I've gotta go do some work in the lab, Punkin. See you later." She said. Vegeta walked up to her and stopped her. "Please don't anymore, Bulma..." He said. "Uh...because I seem to get very bored whenever you're gone in there, and I don't like to go down there because it's dark and it smells bad!!" Bulma shrugged. "What do you think I do while you're training? Nothing. So you deal with it, K?" She said. Then she walked out and left him alone in the kitchen. Vegeta took a bite out of the cupcake Mrs.Breifs had given him. It tasted really good.

When Bulma came back up from the lab Vegeta was in the kitchen, with his arms crossed and the regular hateful look about his handsome face. "How come you hafta ruin how handsome you are by scowling all the time?" She asked him. Vegeta shrugged. "Maybe because my girlfriend is a boring science nerd who only likes to make things in her stupid laboratory." He hatefully said. Then he turned his body away from Bulma and looked out the window. He had been noticing that they haden't been getting along the best ever since Bulma had gotten pregnant. They had been fussing and fueding a whole lot more than before. "Oh, come on Vegeta. You know I have to go work in the lab or I'll lose my job." She advised him. Vegeta turned around and was almost surprised when he saw Bulma so big in the stomach, and then he remembered. He wasen't used to Bulma looking like that! "Who cares if you lose your job?" Vegeta grumbled. Then he shoved an apple into his mouth. Bulma stomped her foot. "I care! What do you think will become of this baby if the Capsule Corporation collapses and we're thrown out on the street? It'll grow up a poor low-life with no friends! Do you want that to happen?" She ordered. Vegeta just smirked a little, then walked off to the G.R. with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. She was getting to be such a b*tch.

As Vegeta was just getting confident in 450 times normal gravity who should barge in on him but BULMA, the woman who had been annoying him the most lately. He got used to the decrease of gravity and then stomped over to her. "Just what do you think you're doing?" He asked. "I've told you time upon time not to come barging in here! Sheesh, do women ever learn? I'm trying to reach Super Saiyan, and I'd say that's more important than you telling me I have laundry to put in my drawers." Bulma just smiled at Vegeta and clapped him on the shoulder. "Nice speech." She said. Then she wondered inside the G.R and to the gravity machine. Vegeta's eyes widened and his hair stuck straight up. "What do you think you're doing?" Vegeta questioned. He walked up behind her, anger increasing. Bulma just smiled at him. "I'm disabiling this machine so that you'll spend more time with me. Once you start paying more attention than I'll turn it back on." She said. The surprise on Vegeta's face soon became quite visible as anger. "Hey, you can't do that! I pay enough attention to you as it is!!" He ranted. Bulma turned around and her face became evil. "WHO never goes baby shopping with me anymore? WHO hasen't once sat down with me to decide the baby's name? WHO hasen't even LIFTED A FINGER TO HELP FIX UP THE BABY'S NURSERY!!!?" She shouted, jabbing him in the chest on each stressed word. Vegeta felt like breaking her fingers one by one just to hear her scream. "YOU'VE NEVER ASKED ME TO!" He yelled back right in the woman's face."I shoulden't hafta ask you!!" She countered back. Then Bulma just stared at him and then walked out. "If you were wise you'd come out and start helping me." She said. "Bye, PUNKIN." Vegeta growled and raised a fist at her back as she walked out. Lousy woman and stupid child. He thought. Then he remembered that the dumb child was probably causing her mood swings and it made him hate it even more.

"Hey!" Bulma greeted her boyfriend as he walked into the baby's 'nursery.' Vegeta looked around. "Wow. Looks like you're doing just fine on your own to me. Looks great." He said. Bulma smiled. "It's not as good as it could be." She said. "Wanna give me a hand with this baby bed?" Vegeta really didn't want to but if he didn't help than his G.R would never get turned back on. "Sure." He said. He walked over and easily placed the baby bed in its place against the wall. He saw the walls were painted a beautiful baby blue with teddy bears with balloons on it. The lightswitch was a teddy bear with balloons. He noticed there was diapers, cloths, booties, diaper genie...LOTS of baby things in the room. "Wow. And in how long is the baby coming?" Vegeta asked. Bulma shrugged. "About 4 months." She said. "I just wanted to be prepared for him." Vegeta slowley nodded. He walked over to Bulma and crossed his arms. "Now what? I just want my G.R. turned back on." He said. Bulma looked into his eyes and then wrapped her arms about his tiny waist. She leaned up and kissed his lips. Then she leaned her chin on his chest to where she could still see in his eyes. "I still love you. You know that, right?" She asked. Vegeta's eyes widened just a little. "Uh...Yeah. Of course I know that." He said. "Why would I think that you didn't?" Bulma laughed and buried her face in his chest. "I don't know. It seems like we've been fighting a lot more than usual." She said, muffled because her face was in his chest. Vegeta stroked her blue hair. "I noticed too. But I'll bet it's just because we're worried about how things will be between us with a baby, like-how will two people that aren't married take care of one?" He mumbled. Bulma's head shot up from his chest and looked him in the eye. "Hey...you're right!" She said. But Vegeta noticed the tone in her voice didn't sound right. It sounded happy. Vegeta arched one eyebrow. "What?" He asked. Bulma just waved him off. "Nevermind." She said. Then she released him and left Vegeta wondering what she had meant.

That day at lunch Bulma was shoving another mustard and pickle sandwich in her mouth while Vegeta watched her do it with a discusted scowl on his handsome features. He was slowley eating grapes. "Bulma, Uh..about today in the nursery...just what were you going to say? I'd like to know please." He said. Bulma was almost surprised that he used the word please. "Nothing. I had nothing to say." She said. Vegeta just shrugged a little bit and sat back again. He observed her smacking her food like some kind of a camel and shuddered. Jesus Pleasus. He thought. He himself had just had some bacon. Much better than what she was eating. "Vegeta, about those androids that are going to come attack..how long do we have?" Bulma asked. Vegeta smirked. He was quite glad she was still worriying about his hide, but more than that she was probably worried about what might happen to the baby without a father if he was to die. Well the baby already won't have a father even if I DON'T die, because I'm not going to help you take care of it. If it means leaving you, so be it. I can get over you. Vegeta thought. He realized that he'd do anything to escape the shame of having a baby on his hands.
"I don't remember the exact date. Somewhere around 2 years or so now, or something. Like I said, I don't remember the date. But one of Kakarott's dumb friends will probably call me and tell me when it's taking place." He said. "But I'll be rude to him as always." Bulma rolled her eyes and then stood up. "Oh, Veggie...I'll turn your G.R back on. I don't want you to be so weak that you get killed by the androids." She said. When Bulma went and turned on the Gravity Room Vegeta was grinning ear to ear.

"Hey, Baby!" Bulma said, running up to Vegeta after he came out of the Gravity room. Vegeta was surprised as she hugged him so tight that his eyes bulged. "Uh...why so happy? You never act like this tworeds me." He said. "Did you find something ELSE happy out? Like you're carriying TWINS? Because if you're carriying twins-" "NO no no no no!! Not that! I figured out what we can name the baby." Bulma said. Vegeta's eyes widened. "You decided to name it Vegeta, didn't you? Thank you, thank you thank you!!" He chanted. Bulma stopped his parade though. "No, Punkin. I told you I'm not naming my baby Vegeta. I've decided we should name him Trunks."
Vegeta's face went blank when she told him this information. Then he snickered. "T-T-TRUNKS? TRUNKS? But Trunks means...something people swim in! Something us males put on our butts and dicks while we're swimming! We are not naming our baby boy TRUNKS, even if-" He decided to scratch out the last part which was going to be, 'even if I'm not going to take care of the little brat.' "Yes we are it's a perfect name! You've gotta admit-" Bulma said. Vegeta looked down at the ground and stuck out his bottom lip. "I don't want a baby named Trunks." He protested. "That's just like having a girl and naming her Bra!!" Bulma put a finger on her chin. "Hmm..I'll think about Bra if I ever have a baby girl. It's a good name." She said thoughtfully. Vegeta fell anime style. "Buh-Buh-But....ARGGHHH! Whatever! Just leave me out of this!!" Vegeta ranted. Then he pushed her to the side and stomped into Capsule Corporation where he banged his head on a desk several times and whined about that Bulma was going to name an heir to the throne of Planet Vegeta Trunks.

Bulma found Vegeta in his old bedroom with a very red forehead, the bedroom he'd had before he began to share a room with Bulma. "What happened to your head, Vegeta?" Bulma asked. Vegeta turned his head around. "Go away. Leave me right now!" He ordered. Bulma was hurt with her boyfriend's behavior. "What's the problem? Is it about what I named the baby? Do you think that you should have a choice in what the baby is named?" She asked. Vegeta turned his head around to face her. Then he smirked evilly. "Of course I think I should have rights! I think we should name the baby Vegeta!" He growled. Then he turned his head around. He finished up with, "It's not right to break your boyfriend's family tradition." Bulma placed her hands on her hips. "Well excuse me, VEGETA, but It's not right to not let me have a choice in what we name him!" She griped at him. "I should have known you'd start having attitude problems-"

"WELL, IT SEEMS TO ME THAT YOU DECIDED TO NAME THE BABY TRUNKS WITHOUT GIVING ME ANY CHOICE AT ALL!! NOW DOES THAT SOUND RIGHT TO YOU AT ALL?!!"

Bulma was stunned at the tone her boyfriend had used against her. But she realized that what he had said was right. She scooted up close to him and stroked his black hair with a delicate hand. "Vegeta..PLEASE let me name him Trunks. It's a good name, really!! O.K? If we decided on something better in the 4 months before the baby is born than we can name him that. O.K?" Vegeta calmly looked up into the woman's eyes, the woman who had made him so happy that one night in the shower and had turned his world around, and made life worth living on Earth. "Yes. You can name the baby Trunks...I don't care." He moaned. But he wasen't very happy about giving her this power. He felt like sh*t. Then he grabbed her hand and threw it out of his hair. "Now get out and leave me alone for the rest of the day. I don't want to see your face until tomorrow morning." When a teary-eyed Bulma walked out, Vegeta felt guilty. But he was just trying to get used to the fact that he'd end up leaving her sooner or later.

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I'm sorry that this chapter was shorter than the usual but I was just trying to end it on a dramatic note. I like to do that. Hope you enjoyed the chapter, now reveiw as much as you can!! (And if your computer has a slow motem like mine, only one review will suffice. I feel your pain!)